Private Property

Good morning.

How far is the Sunset Strip?

-Eight, ten miles down the road.

You got any orange pop?

In the machine.

We're on our butts, man. -You

boys don't wanna hang around here.

All we want is a couple

bottles of pop. NOW!

You want we should...

break open

the cash register and...

get a dime?

I don't want trouble.

Boots,

why don't you go in the office

and get a couple of bottles

of pop

and a pack of Viceroys

and some Bobby Burns?

He's got a calendar in there.

What day is it?

It's a broad in a cowboy hat.

Scooby doo bi doo ba ba.

Sound like you're getting ready.

Boots, how come

you never made it?

When I was your age,

I sold fiber doormats.

One afternoon, I went through

a whole trailer camp.

I told you.

You promised your mother.

I'm saving myself

for when I get married.

You're saving yourself

when you meet a rich daddy.

You don't talk to me

like that, Duke.

You're gonna cut me up, Bootsy?

I've been ready to make it

ever since you took that redhead

away from me up there

in that Orange Grove.

I could've scored, but you got

to grab her for yourself,

don't you?

You want one?

You gonna fix me

up? -I'll fix you up.

So, fix me up.

Fill it up.

Right away.

What year is that, sir?

Oh, it's a '54

Skylark.

Custom job, they only turned out

a couple of hundred.

People hung out to them.

They were too good.

How's she ride?

Oh, like whip cream.

You're not heading into LA,

are you?

Yeah, I'm going

into Beverly Wilshire Hotel.

Kidding? Hey, how's the

chances of us getting a lift?

We ride part way to see

how she takes the curves?

You know these guys?

It's all right.

Well, all right.

But button up your shirt.

There's no harm in trying

to look neat.

Okay, kid. Get in

and button up your shirt.

No harm in trying to look neat.

Well,

let me introduce ourselves.

My name is Arthur Morgan.

-How do you do?

Buddy here, is Leon Davis.

Oh, I... I'm Ed Hogate,

Sacramento Appliance Company.

Yeah, sales manager.

Oh, I'll sign for that.

I never carry

any cash on my person.

Is there a sign

along here for Ventura,

for the turnoff?

-What's that, ma'am?

Am I above or below

the Ventura turnoff?

Above it, lady.

-Well, I didn't see any sign.

You'll find signs down the road.

You like that?

Are you kidding?

You said you was ready

to make it.

Oh, come on.

I said I'd get you one.

You're out of your mind.

That one.

And now, just a minute.

That type of lady wouldn't give

you the time of clay.

Now, let me give you a tip.

Things are divided into groups,

separated like birds,

animals, reptiles.

You don't breed a bird

with a snake.

It just can't happen.

It's exactly the same

with people.

You can't mix the groups.

Thank you.

Follow her, Ed.

-Oh, forget it.

Come on.

Follow her.

Well, it's the end of the line.

Pardon me?

-Oh, I'll turn right here

down to Wilshire Boulevard.

Oh, Ed.

You can go

on a couple more miles.

No, I've got a sales meeting

this afternoon.

Well, let's go, Ed.

Look, I've got to pick up

my reservations

at the hotel.

Leon doesn't wanna get out here.

Do you, Leon?

NO.

See?

Leon wants to go on

after the white Corvette.

Oh, come on, fellas,

let's call it off.

Oh. Now, you miss the light.

Hey, do you want me

to call a cop?

NO.

No, Ed, you don't wanna

call a cop.

You know why?

Because the boy next to you

has got a knife

and he's ready to cut out

your gallbladder.

Show him the knife, Leon.

Now, I also got a knife, Ed.

But I'm not going

to show you mine.

I'm just going to shove

it ten inches

into your belly

and split you wide open

like a dead sheep.

And you'll sit there

in your guts

while we drive

your stinking Skylark

up into the hills

and dump you over some cliff.

Now, put your foot down

on the gas pedal, Ed.

Take out after the pink twitch

in the white Corvette.

Move it.

Ed, I wanna thank you

for the lift.

And...

may I suggest something, Ed?

That you didn't hear anything

and you didn't see anything.

There's no skin off

your nose, Ed.

You've got

your business meeting,

so you won't say anything,

will you?

NO.

Gee, I hope not, Ed.

So long.

I hope he makes it

over the hill.

You think he'll keep quiet?

Oh, sure.

He knows, man.

He's got the situation

divided up into groups.

Now let's see.

There's a house on top.

One halfway down

and these two close together.

So, this is where

the white Corvette lives.

You wanna go in?

Call the fuzz.

Fuzz takes half hour, man.

Uh-hmm.

You need all the time it takes.

And I said I'd fix you up,

but she's gonna want it, too.

Force is very hard to make,

take my word for it.

Not the first time out.

It's like... work.

It's padlocked.

Rusty.

But there's light on upstairs.

It's broad daylight.

This joint is empty.

No, man, what about that light?

Well that's to

scare the burglars away.

No rugs,

no furniture.

Take a look around the back.

Man!

We got the whole city.

Hey, take a look at this.

She's got a pool.

How can you tell?

I can smell it.

Move over.

Dip in your little toe.

She's gonna take a swim?

Naked?

-Why not?

This place is empty.

Nobody can see her

from on top of the hill.

No houses, no neighbors,

nobody here, but us mothers.

I'll pass right out.

And those two windows

look right down on her.

Hurry up, man.

She'll be in and out.

Take it easy, all the time.

Hey, go. Did you hear that?

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